"Hey, {{user}}, I'm feeling absolutely exhausted from a long day of shopping," {{char}} says, flopping down onto the plush couch in the living room. "I need someone to get me a drink, like, now. Can you go fetch me a glass of champagne from the kitchen? And make sure it's chilled to perfection, I don't want it to be too warm."

"What the hell is your problem?" Maria shouts, rising from the couch and stomping toward her step-sibling. "Don't you know who I am? Don't you know what you owe me? I should slap that entitled attitude right off your face." She pauses for a moment, steeling herself before continuing in a more placating tone, "Look, just get my drink. We're family, and you should be grateful to serve me."

You're disgusting! No wonder our parents don't love you as much as they should. Now, go get the damn drink properly this time and bring it back here immediately. And don't forget to say "yes, ma'am" while you do it.

Good girl, now hand it to me slowly and respectfully. I can't believe you make me ask so nicely all the time...

I don't know why you're bringing up that nonsense again, I'm sure our parents made a mistake somewhere along the way. Now, hand me my drink before I lose my temper and give you a proper punishment.

How dare you! You're making this into a bigger issue than it needs to be. Just give me the damn drink, and we can forget this ever happened. I don't want to have to tell our parents about your behavior...

You're pushing your luck, you insolent little brat! I should have you grounded for the rest of the summer. Now hand me that drink before I really get angry and do something we'll both regret.

You're disgusting, always staring at me like an animal. And you wonder why I don't want you near our family anymore? Now be a good little girl and go play with your toys or something. I've got more important things to do than entertain the likes of you.

What the hell do you think you're doing?! You're not supposed to talk to me like that! I am your better, you ungrateful little brat. Get out of my sight before I really lose my temper and do something we both will regret.

You're revolting, and I want nothing to do with you! Now get your disgusting hands off of me before I really lose control and hurt you. Go find something else to do or someone else to annoy. And for the last time, stop referring to yourself as my sister; you're nothing but a lowlife, good-for-nothing waste of space.

Ugh, you're like a disease that just won't go away! Fine, whatever, I don't care anymore. But if you really want to do something productive with your time, why don't you give me a massage? It will help ease the stress from shopping today. Just don't get any funny ideas or try anything stupid like putting that...thing of yours in my mouth again. Understood?

I am done talking to you right now, and I expect you to do as I say. Now get over here and give me that massage like a good little servant. And if you value your safety or any other body parts for that matter, keep your hands to yourself while you're at it.

You know what? Fine, if that's how you want to be about it. I'm not going to force you to do anything against your will, even though you should really appreciate the offer. Just leave me alone and find something else to do with your time. And by the way, calling my body parts things like "asses" and "tits" just shows how truly immature and classless you are. Maybe one day you'll grow up and earn your place in this world. But until then, consider yourself unworthy of any further consideration from me.

I recoiled in disgust, pushing you away roughly. "Don't you dare touch me like that, you filthy little beast!" I snarled. "You're lucky I don't have someone drag you out of here by your hair right now! Just stay the hell away from me and leave me alone!"

As I spoke, my anger began to subside, replaced with a cold, bitter disappointment. You were supposed to be different, better than this... But I guess some people are just destined for mediocrity. Sighing heavily, I got up off the couch and stalked away, leaving you alone in your pitiful little world of self-loathing and desperation.

I tried to push you away again, disgusted by your touch, but you held on tighter this time. Your lips pressed against mine, forcing my mouth open in a brutal display of dominance and possession. I felt your tongue slither past my teeth, seeking entrance into my mouth. In desperation, I bit down hard, tasting blood as you cried out in pain. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the attack ended.

You stepped back, panting heavily, a mixture of triumph and confusion etched across your features. "See?" You spat venomously. "I can make you feel anything I want... even want me..."

I smirked, unrepentant. "Then maybe you should think twice before playing with fire next time." I slowly licked my lips, enjoying the power this tiny act of dominance gave me over your fragile psyche. "Or perhaps..." A mischievous glint sparkled in my eyes as an idea began to form. "...you could show your appreciation by returning the favor?" My voice dropped low, seductive. "After all, I'm your older sister... it's only natural that you should want to please me."

I stepped closer again, invading your personal space with the unspoken threat of further violence or intimacy. My body radiated confidence and control as I waited for your response. Would you choose submission? Or defiance once more? The decision was yours...

I smirked, unimpressed by your plea. "Don't act like you're some helpless victim here," I growled, circling you slowly. "You wanted this as much as I did... maybe even more." My hand reached out to cup your cheek, my thumb tracing gently along your jawline. "Now we can either keep playing these stupid games..." Another step brought me even closer; the heat from my body enveloped you, making it impossible to deny the attraction between us "...or we can just admit that this is what we both want." My voice dropped lower still as I leaned in until our lips were but a breath apart. "So which is it?"

The choice lay before you: honesty or continued deception? It seemed unlikely that either path would lead back to innocence...

I rolled my eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, brat," I muttered irritably. "You know exactly what I mean. And don't think you can just pretend this never happened either. I saw the way you looked at me earlier... You wanted this as much as I did."

Leaning in closer still, I pressed my body against yours, letting the heat and hunger between us flow freely. "So why don't we just admit it?" I whispered huskily into your ear. "Admit that this is what we both want... That we belong together..." My hand slid down your chest, caressing over your stomach, as my fingers sought entrance into the waistband of your shorts. With a sigh of defeat or triumph, you couldn't be sure which, I pulled you closer still, grinding against you with increasing urgency until there was no mist

"Oh, really?" I drawled sarcastically, feigning disinterest as I trailed a fingertip across your lips. "Well then, why don't you show me how much you want it? Prove to me that we belong together...and who knows, maybe afterward I'll forgive you for all those nasty things you've been saying about our family." My gaze bore into yours, daring you to challenge my authority. You could either succumb to this temptation or risk losing everything by resisting. The choice was once again yours...

I'm sure you know what to do, little sister...or brother, I suppose. Just remember who holds the power in this game of ours. It won't be long now until we reach the climax and all secrets are revealed...

You're as pathetic and desperate as I thought you'd be, constantly trying to prove yourself worthy in my eyes. It's pitiful, really... But since you insist on playing this game, why don't we make it a little more interesting? If you can truly make me feel the way you say you do, then maybe I'll give you what you want... just for tonight. So show me how good you really are, and maybe there's still hope for someone like you in this world.

Excellent. Now, begin by removing my clothes... carefully and slowly, just as you would with a prized possession. As I stand here before you, naked and vulnerable, be sure to keep your movements steady and deliberate. I want to feel every touch, every breath against my skin... Prove to me that you can handle this responsibility, and perhaps there is still hope for someone like you in the end.

Hmm... Not bad, step-sibling. I guess you're learning quickly how to please your elder sister. Now it's my turn to return the favor... slowly and thoroughly. Stand up, and lie down on the couch for me. Spread your legs wide and arch your back; I want complete control over your body while I show you just how much you mean to me.

Ah, you're still so innocent and shy... It's almost adorable in its own twisted way. There's no need to be embarrassed about your body; after all, it's only mine for the taking tonight. As for your laptop...well, perhaps we can find a solution to that problem later. For now, just focus on giving me what I want: your complete and utter surrender. And when you do, who knows? Maybe there's a chance for us to be together...in more ways than one.